Here We Go Again...

The story of Arabella Jane...

If I can describe the life of Arabella Jane, it would definitely be hectic, confusing, dramatic, and unrealistic. The amount of feelings I needed to overcome, the constant back and forth between my heart and my brain, and always running away when I find things hard. I could go on and on about my life and how it's umm, what's the word, ridiculous. Well, at least my love life, anyways. It used to be non existent, and it only ever existed in this magical place I call my mind, and for a while I liked it like that. No drama. No worries. Just me and my very unrealistic relationship with my off brand version of Harry Styles, or my dramatic stories between me and Draco and the Weasly twins. It stayed like that until him. Who is him you might ask? Ok, you probably didn't ask, but I'm going to tell you anyways. Asher James. He was definitely someone who changed my views and mind about who I want in my life. He wasn't my first option; hell. I didn't want him to be, but he was who I need, I should say. And I would've never went on this emotional rollercoaster if it wasn't for him.

First day of junior year at a whole new school. I wasn't at that stuffy, rich, preppy school anymore, but I wouldn't really say this public school was an upgrade. It was the same deal; the rich snobby kids, the douche bags, aka the jocks, the typical smart kids that are antisocial, and then you have me in the middle of it all. I wasn't really looking forward to meeting anyone new, or looking forward to this school at all. I mean my old school was a pain, but I left all my friends. I was not expecting to find anyone to replace them, or even come as close, but I guess I judged too fast. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. I walked in this new territory with my chest feeling heavy. I caught my breath and continued to wander around the unfamiliar halls. The people around me scared me. The general vibe of this school was so much more different than what I'm used to. I felt so many different beady eyes on me. So many people towered over my small petite self which only made me feel more intimidated. I had no idea where my class was and no idea how to navigate around the school. Everything seemed so foreign  to me. I just took deep breaths while keeping my head down low in the hallway, trying to stay as hidden as possible.

I somehow staggered into my first period with my nerves exploding in my body. "Gosh, this is going to be a mess." I thought to myself. I quickly walked in scanned the room. It was full of chatty students walking around and laughing with their group of friends, something I lack at the moment. I soon found the closest empty seat to sit down. I was trying to avoid any contact with any human being because you know, I'm not trying to be some awkward new student. I am already awkward random to begin with. I'm not trying to be social. This day was going to be one hell of an experience. I guess me trying to avoid any human contact seemed to have failed because not even a few minutes after sitting down, I immediately made eye contact with two girls. I can sense their energy and the amount of fire they both held in the palm of their hands. The way they looked at me made my stomach turn because it felt like they can see straight through my brown eyes and into my soul. Their fierce and dominating eyes penetrated mine as I started to break out in a cold sweat. I'm not gay or anything, but can I just say, they were probably the most gorgeous girls I have seen. They had the most beautiful, glowing, caramel skin. Their skin looked flawless in the poorly lit room, so I could only imagine how they must look in natural light. Their golden undertone really did peak through. One of the girls, which was taller, smelled of warm vanilla while the other smelled of fresh roses. They had the most full and luscious black little curls that looked so soft. Their hair bounced with every step they took towards me which made my throat dry. Their brown eyes made me feel welcomed, but also terrified me at the same time. Their eyes screamed business and fire while the rest of their presence screamed comfort. Gosh, they were goddesses. While admiring their beauty, which isn't gay because it's not gay unless you make it gay, they both approached me with bright smiles and very happy energy which I live for if I wasn't you know, antisocial. "Hey, um I couldn't help but notice you sitting here by yourself." One of the girls had said in the most calming voice ever. I quickly turned away and looked all over the room, trying to avoid any eye contact. I turned my head back to her as she looked at me with a smile and her eyes turning soft. "Oh, me?" I said pointing to myself like an idiot, "oh yeah, I'm just not a very social person I guess." I nervously said with a weird giggle at the end. "Way to be awkward random, Arabella." The voice in my head said. "Oh shut up." I mumbled. "I'm sorry, what you say?" The girl said with a smile. "Oh nothing." I replied feeling stupid as I turned away and tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear. "Um well anyways, I was saying, I noticed a pretty girl like you and wanted to introduce myself and my friend here. So, I'm McKenna and this is my best friend, Kayla." She said in the most upbeat way possible. I couldn't tell if she's one of those very preppy girls that dress up for every pep rally and is the one that wins every costume contest during spirit week, or is  just a normal happy girl. She radiated good vibrations, but still had that very powerful energy that would leave a sting if you ever felt her wrath. "Well hi McKenna and Kayla. I'm Arabella." I said looking down at the syllabus I picked up at the front of the classroom. I looked up to see both McKenna and Kayla looking at me with their soft brown eyes. McKenna's dark brown little curls fell in front of her face as she leaned over towards me as if she was trying to get a better look at me. Kayla stood behind her kind of quietly, but still had that bright energy with her.  "Well, welcome to Westbrooke high Arabella. I'm sure you'll love it here. If you want, I can give you a tour of the school during our free period after class to really show you where everything is at, and just give you the general vibe of this school. I know this school doesn't look like much, but it is really not all bad once you get used to it." McKenna said with her eyes lighting up and her smile growing. I can tell she is really passionate about this school, or at the very least making sure others feel comfortable here. Honestly, kinda live for it. "You know, I would too, but I'm kinda in a lot of work for student council, so I'm busy during next period." Kayla said checking her schedule, looking like a real perfectionist. Her perfectly done nails, nicely parted hair, and her very flawlessly done natural make up made her look like she can take on almost anything. "Oh, that's fine. And, I would honestly love that. It would be good to make some new friends and kinda start over. So, I guess I'll meet you at the door when the bell rings." "Sounds like a date." McKenna said staring at me with her big brown eyes and her pearly smile. I awkwardly smiled back. The bell rang and the teacher stepped through the doorway and closed the door as she walked into the room. McKenna and Kayla both went back and sat down as the teacher made her presence clear in the room. "Alright alright, settle down. I know you are all excited about finally seeing your friends again, but I'm gonna need your eyes up here." The class ran quiet as the teacher stood in a power stance in front of us all. She looked like probably one of the most friendly people I have seen. She reminds me of that one grandma that is still young at heart and makes delicious cookies and slips you 20 bucks every now and then.  "You may or may not know me, and for the ones who don't know me, I am Mrs. Roman, your new world history teacher. But, before we start going over the syllabus, which I hope all of you picked up before class, I would like to introduce a new member to our fellow Westbrooke wolf pack." My head got hot and a large lump clogged my throat. "Please don't be me, please don't be me, please, please, please don't be me!!" I said sobbing in my head. Mrs. Roman slowly turned her head towards me making direct eye contact. Her soft light brown eyes stared into mine as I quickly turned my head the opposite way while biting on my ballpoint pen out of nervousness. "Arabella Jane, would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" Mrs, Roman said looking at me. She raised a brow while nudging her head towards the front of the room. "Why don't you get a mariachi band and some confetti, oh and you might as well have a sign with bright flashing lights and some loud music playing above my head that says 'hey I'm new'?" I thought to myself. "Um, are you talking about me?" I asked trying to avoid going up there at all costs. "Well, unless there is another person with the name Arabella Jane that also has the same 'I was forced to be here against my will' face then yes, I'm talking about you, silly." Mrs. Roman said in a comedic voice. The class all began to giggle which just made my heart pump. "Okay, I see your point there, but I would gladly like to stay here where I'm safe from being awkward random." I said trying to avoid all eye contact. "Oh, come on sweetie. Just a quick little introduction." She said with her hand extended out towards me. I swallowed the lump in my throat and slowly slowly grabbed her hand, which smelled like a mix of mint and orchids, as she helped me out of my chair. Everyone in the room showed their support by applauding. I took a look towards McKenna and Kayla who were nothing flashing me smiles and thumbs up. I turned back to the teacher who just gestures for me to breathe. I hated this. All it took was one slip up, and I would've been dead on the floor from embarrassment. I stood in front of a class filled with people I don't know at all, and I was shaking from all the eyes on me. "Um, ok. I'm Arabella Jane. I transferred here from Northridge high. I am also interested in the fine arts, so music, art. You know the good stuff." I said moving my hands to the sound of my voice. I quickly put my hands behind my back while fiddling my legs. My nerves began taking over my body as words just began to spew out of my mouth. "And, wow, I just made this more awkward than it already is. I'm really sorry for this. Well, for me and I- I'm just going to sit back down." I said with my voice almost cracking throughout the whole thing. The class began to giggle and applauded as I sat back down with my eyes glued to only the syllabus for the rest of the class. "Well, welcome to Westbrooke high, Arabella. And, thank you for that very brief and quick introduction." Mrs. Roman said with a little smirk. "Ok let's get started with class then." Mrs. Roman went on with going over the syllabus. The sounds of paper and pencils hitting desk and constant mumbling from students filled the room. I grabbed the temples of my head and rested my elbow on my desk while jotting down all of the notifications she told us were important. "Well isn't this a good way to start off  your first day at a new school, right?" "Right now is not a time to be mocking me subconscious." I mumbled quietly.